BLUEPEPPER

My father and my friend, soft and contrary as a Sydney autumn.

Ode on an Egg Jungian theory of Universal Archetypes; an egg symbolizing fertility for a small tribe in Af...

COME & CELEBRATE LANGUAGE On Sunday 5th February, 2:30 PM you are invited to a gathering with the launch of five titles...

How to Retire with a Million Dollars Start ten years ago invest in everything you believe against. Pray for redemptio...

 One of cricket’s myriad sins (in the eyes of some but perhaps when all is said and done not so many in poetry's equally arcan...

"15th of January, 2012" An epiphany is not reached: the sun sets in cloud, and is hidden, and the midden of ev...

As much as I am sure we have all enjoyed the flood of submissions from our cousins north of the line, Bluepepper is keen to see more w...

Our Lady of Yanco Mary rendered in concrete stands serenely in a block of the same stuff inside the sh...

MANY EYES So long as the rain in late August steps between watery walks midday in Manhattan with grey clouds overhead, and c...

Villanelle on reading 'One Art', 'Mad Girl's Love Song', and 'Do not go gentle into that good night...

LINES WRITTEN THE DAY AFTER VIRGINIA ’S GRADUATION,  MAY 30, 1984 The gym is empty now-- Graduation was ...

Tom Collins I fall beneath my cart of names leave colour in the wound. There is consequence in each unanswered call s...

The idea that Sydney's most literary frangipani, Marieke Hardy , is her own cyber-stalker stretches even this blogger's credulity ...

"Not a Sonnet about Frank O'Hara's Reginald Grundies" If I could be a single thing in all the world of single...